She was just an old lady who lived next door. I’d wave and smile and give a nice hello but nothing more.

In the glow of the porch light one moth a final fandango nowhere to go

I have a new email address. Old one may work for awhile but like life, it can stop at any time… One problem so far. This new address sends emails

They’re widows, old and gray, bent over a quilting frame, sewing to meet a deadline for the next raffle

A row of lilacs covered with a summer snow. Ten white butterflies.\ Donal Mahoney

Melba comes home from the grocery… She was walking away from the dair… He was there with a pregnant girl… He said to Melba, “Ma’m, is this… Melba told him it was margarine.

They’re in the kitchen, drinking coffee, the kids, in their fifties now, figuring out what to do about Dad who’s

It may have been the devil himself who prompted the kids in my schoolyard back in 1947 to chant “Patsy Foley’s roly-poly from eating too much ravioli.” At first, no one could remember w...

Thunder and lightning at first, as I understand it, and then the moon will split in half and disappear and the stars will go dark

Reunions can happen and leave you speechless. I’m standing at a bank of elevators in a hospital going to visit my wife

When Bernie wakes at 6 a.m. there’s a piano on his chest and Erroll Garner’s playing “Mist… Sinatra’s on the headboard improvising lyrics

“Tell Pablo I cannot see!” says the man in the Picasso painti… as I pass by, program in hand. The man has a hairy nose where each of his ears should be.

One by one young nurses crisp in their white caps bring the old folks out crumpled in their wheelchairs from this towering building

An odd bobcat my father was looked more like a Siamese asleep in his recliner

After the poetry reading the lights go on and a lady under a big hat rises behind dark sunglasses and asks the poet why